Cyberpunk 2077: Review
Cyberpunk 2077: Review - The Best of Times, The Worst of Times My phone rings. Dino, a high-level fixer in Night City, chats me up about how some rich corpo got robbed by a local gang and how they need someone to reacquire their goods, promising cash and street cred. After scoping out the location, I quickly hack the cameras, pinging gang members in the compound and dropping a virus in their systems that makes them more vulnerable to damage for a few minutes. I climb to a nearby roof and wait for the patrolling guard to turn away before leaping on top of the warehouse. Sneaking behind the guard, I grab him and drag him towards a conveniently located dumpster. After incapacitating him and throwing him in the dumpster in one slick move, I notice that his character model clips through the lid. Ignore that. Taking up position on the roof, I pull out a massive, silenced sniper rifle and begin headshotting lone guards in the surrounding vicinity, making sure no one is in their line of si